Where the hell is he, The Flame Lord thinks to himself. "Oh, there you are."
Luke walks down to meet the Flame Lord at the dimensional port.
"I already have the coordinates locked for Earth. Takeover should, hopefully, go smoothly."
"I've brought over our strongest men. They should be here shortly."
"Good."
"Here they are now," Luke says, as the Harbingers approach, all in battle armor.
There's at least two thousand men approaching, and the Flame Lord slowly smiles seeing his final plan come to fruition. "Once this universe is taken, it'll only be easier to spread my influence through the multiverse, and soon, even larger…"
"We're ready," Luke says.
"Good. Computer, open the portal to the specified coordinates."
"Opening portal," the automated voice responds as it opens the dimensional port.
"Luke, station the men in the battleships. Then we roll out."
Luke directs the men over to the hangar, where the battleships are prepped. There are about 50 ships that, together, could possibly house the whole kingdom. All the men board about 5 of the 50 battleships. Luke walks over to a light red ship with a gradient going to white, and three thrusters attached to the back for propulsion. Luke's name is plastered on the nose of the ship. Luke opens up the cockpit and jumps in.
The large doors to the hangar open up to allow passage for the battleships and Luke's ship, as they all move toward the portal opening in the dimensional port. Slowly, the ships make their way through the portal as the Flame Lord watches. After the others pass through, the Flame Lord walks over to the hangar all the way to the back section. There, his personal fighter space jet waits. The Flame Lord boards it and flies toward the portal.
"Computer, close the dimensional port," The Flame Lord says as he passes through the portal.
"Closing," the computer responds, shutting down the dimensional port.
The five battleships fly through space in a "V" formation, with Luke in front of them in his fighter ship. The Flame Lord tails behind the battleships, keeping a close eye on formation. The ships weave through space debris, where the battleships and their armored hulls pierce through the meteorites like butter. After a couple hours of travel upon exiting the port, Earth can be seen clearer in the distance. The Flame lord takes the radio in his cockpit and tunes it to Luke's frequency.
"We are approaching the planet known as Earth. Ready your stations. The locals will not be peaceful," Luke starts.
The smaller ships weave through another belt of meteorites.
Luke continues to speak. "We are to treat this like a hostile takeover. Earth's militia will no doubt be ready for us, especially if the Narrator has managed to make his way to warn them."
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editors note-the next two chapters are going to be the same one.
Reason being the first upload is going to be in french the second on is going to be it translated